CHAPTER 621: CHAPTER 621 MR. YE GETS SICK

Lu Shanhu snorted coldly, glancing at Gu Moqian, who had remained silent the entire time.

Xi Nanfeng wanted to unleash his anger again but was stopped by Gu Moqian.

"Second question," Gu Moqian continued indifferently, "Why did Boss Zi leave?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Xi Nanfeng said puzzledly, "Isn’t it obvious? That old man wanted to break them apart and couldn’t stand Old Ye being close to his goddaughter!"

Gu Moqian cast a glance at Xi Nanfeng before turning to Lu Shanhu, waiting for his response.

Lu Shanhu started twisting the ring on his thumb again, his gaze fixed on the teacup on the table. After a while, he spoke, "She left because she decided to herself."

Pausing, he raised his head and added while looking at the two people before him, "She doesn’t love that guy named Ye anymore."

"You’re lying!" Xi Nanfeng roared angrily, "Zimei was ready to sacrifice her life for Old Ye when she was in Japan. If she didn’t love him, why would she do that? After returning to the country, I also heard from Old Ye that Zimei has been trying to reconcile with him, approaching him several times. Do you think we’re easily fooled like three-year-olds?"

"I don’t believe it either," Gu Moqian said, his thin lips moving calmly as he refuted, "Besides what Old Xi just said, I also know that Zimei intended to go to the airport to pick up Old Ye two days ago. There’s no way she suddenly changed her mind, saying she doesn’t love him anymore. Either... something must have happened in between."

Unexpectedly, Gu Moqian’s meticulous thoughts hit the mark. A flash of shock flitted across Lu Shanhu’s sharp gaze, but he quickly masked his emotions and stood up.

"Believe it or not, it’s up to you. I have other matters to attend to. A Qi, see them out."

After saying this, Lu Shanhu strode toward the study.

"Lu Shanhu, you’re just guilty, aren’t you? I knew you couldn’t think straight and are up to something shady!" Xi Nanfeng sneered loudly behind him.

The young man who had led them in earlier, A Qi, stepped forward and said, "Gentlemen, it’s best if you leave now."

Although unwilling to leave, Xi Nanfeng was pulled away by Gu Moqian, who signaled with his eyes for them to depart.

This trip wasn’t entirely in vain, at least Lu Shanhu’s reaction confirmed one thing: Zimei’s sudden disappearance was caused by something that happened.

...

Not long after the two left, Aunt Zhu noticed that something was wrong while taking care of Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng’s forehead was burning, and his cheeks bore a sickly flush of red, resembling symptoms of a fever.

Aunt Zhu quickly reported this to Ji Wei.

Ji Wei immediately entered the bedroom, finding Ye Cheng feverish, and called the family doctor. While waiting, she asked Aunt Zhu to fetch a warm towel for physical cooling.

The doctor arrived shortly.

After diagnosing and prescribing medication, he stated that Ye Cheng had caught a cold from being exposed to chill last night.

After the doctor left, Aunt Zhu fed him some fever medicine.

Ji Wei looked at Ye Cheng lying pale and weak on the bed. Unable to hold back, she sent a message to Xia Duoduo: "Duoduo, Mr. Ye is sick. He’s currently at Shanshui Manor."

Xia Duoduo replied quickly: "How is he? Is it serious? Did he take any medicine?"

The string of three questions revealed her great concern for Ye Cheng’s illness.

"He’s taken fever medicine, but he’s still dazed and hasn’t woken up yet."

"I’ll request leave from the crew immediately. I’ll be back by this afternoon at the earliest!"

Putting down her phone, Ji Wei saw Aunt Zhu bringing over a thermometer she had just used, breathing a sigh of relief as she said, "Madam, Mr. Ye’s high fever has gone down."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhu."

"Oh, it’s nothing, Madam. I’ll go check if the porridge is ready, so I can feed him some when he wakes up."

After Aunt Zhu left, Ji Wei got up, opened the window to let some fresh air in. The sound of footsteps behind her made her turn suddenly, revealing Gu Moqian standing there.

"You’re back. Did you see Zimei?" she asked, her tone filled with hope.

Gu Moqian gently ruffled her hair, his voice hoarse, "No. It seems she’s deliberately avoiding Old Ye."

"Why would she?" Ji Wei asked in confusion.

"I don’t know the exact reason..." Gu Moqian trailed off, his eyes momentarily darkening.

Neither of them noticed that at this moment, Ye Cheng, lying on the bed, had slowly opened his eyes.

Hearing the conversation, Ye Cheng’s slender, phoenix-like eyes reddened slightly, but his pale, handsome face remained as cold as ice.